Текст песни March March - The Chicks
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Brenda's
packin'
heat
'cause
she
don't
like
Mondays
Underpaid
teacher
policin'
the
hallways
Print
yourself
a
weapon
and
take
it
to
the
gun
range
(Ah,
cut
the
shit,
you
ain't
goin'
to
the
gun
range)
Standin'
with
Emma
and
our
sons
and
daughters
Watchin'
our
youth
have
to
solve
our
problems
I'll
follow
them,
so
who's
comin'
with
me?
(Half
of
you
love
me,
half
already
hate
me)
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Tell
the
ol'
boys
in
the
white
bread
lobby
What
they
can
and
can't
do
with
their
bodies
Temperatures
are
risin',
cities
are
sinkin'
(Ah,
cut
the
shit,
you
know
your
city
is
sinkin')
Lies
are
truth
and
truth
is
fiction
Everybody's
talkin',
who's
gonna
listen?
What
the
hell
happened
in
Helsinki?
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
March,
march
to
my
own
drum
Hey,
hey,
I'm
an
army
of
one
Oh,
I'm
an
army
of
one
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